Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Palau and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Half Japanese to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
Aswad,
Marvin Gaye,
The Martian,
Y Pants,
Von Mondo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Royal Trux,
48th St. Collective,
Section 25,
the Normal,
Unrelated Segments,
Pagans,
Duran Duran,
Lucky Dragons,
The Vogues,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lalann,
Rotary Connection,
The Zeros,
New Age Steppers,
Urselle,
Don Cherry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Japan,
Electric Prunes,
Spandau Ballet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Quando Quango,
Audionom,
James White and The Blacks,
Scott Walker,
Pantaleimon,
Unwound,
Wally Richardson,
Bad Manners,
the Bar-Kays,
Camouflage,
John Foxx,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Warsaw,
Henry Cow,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kayak,
Barrington Levy,
Robert Görl,
Porter Ricks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Byron Stingily,
Reuben Wilson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Main Source,
Public Enemy,
Roy Ayers,
Lightning Bolt,
Deadbeat,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.